2Pac Montana of 300

[Intro]
Hey DeCicco, what up my nigga?
I gotta shoot a video to this shit
You know spit at the camera

[Hook]
I'm balling tatted, bitch I’m feeling like 2Pac
All Eyez on Me, these haters let these bitches watch
Picture me rolling, smiling, thugging with two Glocks
Fuck all that jealous shit my nigga I'm too hot
I'm balling tatted, bitch I’m feeling like 2Pac
All Eyez on Me, these haters let these bitches watch
Picture me rolling, smiling, thugging with two Glocks
Fuck all that jealous shit my nigga I'm too hot

[Verse 1]
I been a killa, go on and push me
My 40 liquor shots have got a thing for eating pussy
It done blew some niggas down, yeah R.I.P. to Tookie
Had to dip and leave him wet
That's how I do him, milk and cookies
Took my mom out that hood life
Finally showed her that good life
My pockets fat, my money tall, I be ballin' like Suge Knight
My sons ballin', I'm present, I'm at the game like I'm Birdie
And plus my killas on point, they up in the bleachers with 30s
Boy you soft as fuck, you done talked enough
Gonna send it up, bitch toss it up
If you want smoke, let’s spark it up
Boy I’m known to dump, ooh garbage truck
Put the lead in 'em, no sharpin’ us
Say Su Woo, bitch cough it up
That's toe tag, do 'em so bad
They don't wanna open this coffin up
I’m Bishop, I got the Juice now
T up like a ref if you too foul
Whoever stepped up, I'ma shoot down
Ready for whatever, my crew wild
Rush hours, I drop 'em like Juntao
Original gangster, I drew down
I'm good with the heat
I put 'em in the sheet
And my gun like a ghost, it go boo-yeah